2,400 Roman soldiers blocked in front of the Gallic soldiers like chopping blocks.

And a brigade led by Brian is like a sledgehammer.

And those Gallic soldiers are between sledgehammers and cutting boards.

“It’s not good, there are Romans in the back!”

As with most armies.

The most courageous soldiers are usually placed in front.

The same was true of the Gallic troops, the last of whom were old and sick.

At this moment, Brian rushed in with a large team, like a tiger into a flock.

“Kill me! One does not stay! ”

Brian said fiercely after stabbing a Gaul in front of him to death.

Since I don’t know how many people have been killed, the Roman short sword in his hand has been stained with blood at this moment.

And Kirster, who was fighting in front, suddenly heard a shout of killing from behind.

“It’s not good, chief, the Romans have also appeared in the back!”

A Gaul said hurriedly.

Kirst directly killed the messenger with a single sword.

“Disturb the heart of the army, how can there be Romans behind? The Romans are all ahead of us! ”

“Brethren, as long as you kill the Romans in front and capture Gaibismarius alive, we will be the heroes of Gaul!”

Kerst was convinced that if he made another charge, he could break through the Roman defenses and capture the opposing generals alive.

Gaius Malleus.

As long as Gaius Mallo was captured alive, he won.

Then there was the capital to dominate Gaul.

No Gallic tribe had captured a Roman (former) consul alive before this.

“Is this guy crazy?”

Gaiusmalio looked at the other party’s almost crazy charge.

Completely ignoring casualties, and he didn’t even send extra troops to stop Brian, it was simply a crazy tactic, betting on the last wave.

“Rex ordered the reserve into battle!”

“Yes! Your Honor General”

From the beginning to the present, Gaiusmalio has always used young soldiers and prime-age soldiers, and as for the third column of elderly soldiers, it has not been used.

The 3rd column of senior soldiers is commonly known as the reserve soldiers.

There is an ancient Roman proverb that says things have developed into reserves, metaphorically for a very critical moment.

And now is the moment.

Nearly 800 reservists armed with spears and large shields rushed forward.

They replaced the 1st and 2nd columns, which were already exhausted in front.

Of course, the first two columns of soldiers who were replaced did not rest, and Gaiusmalio ordered them to outflank the two flanks, forming a pincer offensive.

Even without Brian’s surprise attack, Gaiusmalio, with his steady command ability, would have swallowed the Gallic soldiers in front of him.

A brigade led by Brian rushed to the death.

Tear everything in front of you to shreds.

All along, the Gallic commanders did not organize effective forces to stop Brian.

“Didn’t you eat these rice buckets today?”

Kirster’s brandished sword shouted.

Facing the last hoplites of Rome, these Gallic warriors were really impulsive.

“Chief, the Romans are terrible, the brethren really can’t rush up!”

A Gaul said dejectedly.

“What! You repeat? ”

Kirster grabbed the other man’s collar and said inwardly.

“All three of my brothers died in battle! We are no match for the Romans at all! I won’t fight this battle! ”

As he spoke, the Gaul turned directly away.

Leaving with him were countless Gauls who were ready to charge.

“Stop, you stop for me!”

Kirst yelled, trying to kill the deserters, but there were too many.

And Brian has already attacked a position less than 100 meters away from Kirster.

Originally, Brian was still killing vigorously, but suddenly a strange thing happened.

Many people watched as Brian quietly lowered the sharp axe in his hand.

“Battlefield surrender, right?”

“Very good! Tell everyone that if you surrender General Ben, you can become my subordinate! ”

The Romans’ men and slaves were different.

That is to say, these battlefield troops will not be sold into slavery at worst.

It was even possible to join the auxiliary brigades of the Roman legions.

For a long time, there were a small number of cavalry units in the Roman legions, most of which were from Gallic tribes.

From the Gallic tribes south of the Alps, which had been conquered in earlier years.

Although their treatment cannot be compared with that of Roman soldiers, they are still quite rich compared to the life of Ru Mao drinking blood.

Becoming a subordinate of the generals of the Roman legions still has a certain degree of attraction.

“I am willing to surrender…”

“I am willing to surrender…”

With the first person laid down his arms, then there will be a 2nd, there will be a 3rd, and there will be more people who laid down their arms.

“Whoever lays down his arms will not die! The rest are killed without amnesty! ”

Brian snorted coldly and continued to rush forward.

“Chief, let’s retreat quickly!”

A crony said anxiously.

At this moment, the Roman soldiers in both directions were advancing frantically.

Now there is still a chance to evacuate.

After a while the encirclement closes, they will not be able to escape.

“Nope! I am the son of the great Gallic eagle, how could I die here, I do not believe in defeat! ”

Kirster took off his helmet, his blonde hair scattered, and at this moment he had fallen into madness.

However, Brian did not give him time to hesitate.

Soon, Brian’s brigade rushed in front of him.

“You kid is crazy, he dared to attack the Roman legion with 10,000 people!”


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